“I know.”
“You might get tired of waiting.”
“I know.”
“People at school might make comments.”
He shrugged.
“They already do.”
I studied his face.
“You don’t have to do this to prove that you’re a good friend.”
He looked almost offended.
“I’m not trying to prove anything.”
“Then why do you want to do it?”
He thought for a moment.
“Because I can.”
That was all he said.
Because I can.
I knew then that arguing would accomplish nothing.
We spent the next evening researching hair-donation organizations. We learned that requirements differed from one program to another, that some hair had to meet specific length and condition standards, and that a custom wig could require additional matching hair and professional work.
Eventually, I contacted an organization that worked with professional wigmakers.
They explained the process and gave us the requirements.
Ethan listened carefully while I read everything aloud.
Then he asked the only question that seemed to matter to him.
